My father just doesn't appreciate me, I keyed into a clunky, noisy teletype back in 1969. Eliza, a computer program that simulated a conversation with a Rogerian psychotherapist, responded, just as noisily, Tell me more about your parents. I responded, Well, they just don't GET it--you know, who I really am and what I'm capable of. Eliza typed back, Not being understood must be very hard for you.